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Wednesday, November 17, 2010

One Big Eye Roll


Dear Laney,

Yesterday, while I went to an appointment with a real doctor, your dad took you to lunch at Wheat Montana:

Mom: How was it?

Dad: I did not have a good time.

Mom: Why not?

Dad: Because there was this table of old ladies that kept staring at us like I was doing everything wrong.

Mom: That's weird. Well, what did Laney have for lunch?

Dad: A grilled cheese...and a pickle...and a strawberry smoothie...and some chips...and a bite of my sandwich.

Mom: Maybe that's why they were staring.


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